Chapter Thirty-Four
In the office of the South Australian Police Commissioner, listening to an agent from the American Central Intelligence Agency talking about matters of national security, sleepers from a rogue unit of the CIA, and undercover agents, seemed to Chap like an incredibly inopportune time to be reminded of incidences from his childhood, but sometimes, things like that happen.
Having spent his youth growing up in the orphanage in Adelaide, he recalled there were times during the years he spent in that place when life simply became too difficult for one of his tender years. Under the stern, watchful eye, and tutorage, of a bevy of extremely straight-laced and strict Catholic priests and nuns, there were times when he just wanted to be alone, with his own thoughts, and with hi
